I apologize in advance for my novel. I've been working on it off and on for a bit now.

However, I'm afraid hunting, at least as I think of it, is a dying art and I believe there's multiple reasons for it.
When I was a youngster there weren't a lot of options to sit at home and do things, at least not exciting things. I was encouraged to "Get outside and go do something!" Hunting/fishing was a means to do just that. There wasn't a lot of distractions back then, after all we only had 3 channels on the single TV in the house and the phone sat right in the middle where everyone could hear your conversations. Going out in the woods was the way you could escape and find some alone time. Today's world is full of things to do in the house. There's endless options for entertaining yourself and escaping right in your front room. There's no need to go out and seek solitude somewhere else. Plug into your game/video and tune everything else out. If someone comes along then you just carry it all to another room.
Add to it, that hunting takes a good bit of work and even some discomfort. Depending on where you live in the country you may have to have through hills or swamps in the rain or snow and then you have to somehow manage to stay still and quiet for lengthy periods of time while you wait for your prey. It may the old curmudgeon in me but I see today's folks as being more instant gratification driven. What most of us hunters find interesting and cool is just boring to most of them. Add in the fact that you'll probably be uncomfortable and bored at the same time and they're just not into it. There's "better" things to do with their time. I'm not sure how to make the challenges associated with hunting cool again to today's youth. To me overcoming those obstacles is a huge part of the enjoyment but its hard to get someone who doesn't already feel that way to understand it.
The mentoring aspect is another huge hurdle. My dad was a die hard fisherman who hunted in the offseason (the exact opposite of me) and he took me out all the time with him when I was really young. I have memories of participating in deer drives with my dad and his friends when I was 7/8 y ears old, long before I could legally hunt. In fact my father unfortunately passed away before I was old enough to actually carry a weapon afield. That didn't stop him from teaching me firearm safety and how to shoot though. I remember being exhausted on those drives but never willing to admit I was tired for fear of not be asked again. Heck, you didn't admit you couldn't keep up or you were somehow less of a man, even as a boy. One benefit I remember from this was learning to drive the truck at a young age. "Hey Joe, when you get out of the woods walk back down to the truck and drive it down that two track and pick up the guys sitting there." What a thrill for a very young dude to get to drive the old 3 on the tree International Travelall!
I was lucky enough after my father passed to make friends at school with a guy whose dad was a die hard deer hunter. I've wrote about this on here before but I owe that man more than I could ever repay. He took me under his wing and picked me up on the way to the woods every weekend during the hunting season and took us boys out to spend the days in the woods. We'd get dropped off to go our separate ways and hunt until around 9-10am and then we'd reconvene at the truck (again something you couldn't do in Michigan these days. Heaven forbid a minor off in the bush unattended!

) to begin finding, cutting and hauling trees for firewood as they heated their house with a wood stove. My buddy and I served as pack mules carrying the cut 8' logs back to the truck (his youngest boy was around 9 at the time and not able to help much). These cutting sessions doubled as scouting and lessons on woodsmanship. Tree identification, deer trails, food sources, etc. were all topics discussed as he taught us about the woods around us. We'd then have lunch and again go our separate ways for the evening hunt. To this day when he introduces me to people he refers to me as his "third son". It's a title I take great pride in. I realize he had his own motives for taking me along (he needed a young mule

) but without his guidance who knows where I would have ended up. I still hunt with these guys every year . . . this coming season will be year 51.
I struggle with the idea of how I could mentor kids other my own daughter. Those connections are harder to make in today's world of wary parents (rightfully so) and litigious society. Can you imagine the outrage and consequences that would befall a guy who let a 13 year old (audible gasp) wander off and hunt on his own, especially if he happened to get lost or hurt. Its hard to imagine now but things were a lot different 50 year ago. In those days we hunted standing on branches wedged against the tree trunk, no stands/platforms, no safety harnesses no sticks. We hunted trees we could climb and only carried our bow and arrows. Navigation was by compass and landscape features, no fancy mapping apps available and yet we somehow managed to survive, and even thrive. Sure, we got turned around sometimes, experienced some bumps and bruises but no one was the worse for it. If my mother was ever worried about it she never showed it to me. I'm not sure that would be the case today.
The third issue I see revolves around access. When I was young I worked as a part time laborer after school on the local dairy farm of a friend mostly for evening hunting access. In those days we wandered at will through all the neighboring farm lands. If the land wasn't posted it was implied consent to access it. Nobody really cared if you wandered across or hunted on their land as long as you did it responsibly. In fact I can distinctly remember a conversation between my dad and an uncle in the early 70's where the uncle was trying to talk my day into posting his land. My dad's response was "If you post your land you better make darn sure you never step on anyone else's!" Those are words that have hung with me all these years and demonstrate the different attitude back then. Now adays the landowner that will allow access is the extreme rarity. I don't blame private property owners, they own the land and pay the taxes. Its their right to limit access if they want. I just think its a demonstrator of how society's attitudes/norms have changed over the years.
Sorry for the long post . . . its a topic that hits home with me. While it honestly probably won't affect me much in my remaining hunting lifetime I still worry about the demise of the hunting pastime/rights for our future generations. Add to that the future outlook for the game animals we respect and chase. Most nonhunters fail to consider the fact that hunter's are the greatest conservationists out there. After all, we need to keep the game animals flourishing so we can enjoy our passion. When the hunting is abolished these conservation organizations will too cease to exist.